Forbidden - Lashton

Chapter 3 - ashton

"What're you doing here?" Was the first thing that came out of Luke's mouth.

"We already talked about this and I rather not repeat a conversation again." I say.

"I thought I heard Calum saying to me that you didn't want to search for Ashton but yet you're here. I thought you were Calum's guard now, so why are you even here?" Michael stepped in.

"Prince Calum?" Luke said dumbfounded.

"Yes, who else would I be talking about?"

"I wasn't looking for Ashton, it was just a coincidence that we crossed paths."

"A coincidence?" I say. "I don't believe that."

Luke scoffed. "Fine, believe what you want. I was only in town because Calum has arrived, if you haven't heard." Luke does have a point, There was an announcement that Prince Calum would be coming to town yesterday morning.

"But that doesn't explain why you're here in the middle of the night."

"I was just running some errands." He said

"You said that the last time we've talked, is it really true? Running some errands?" I said pushing my way to the conversation.

"Yes it's true but obviously you wouldn't understand."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"You have rich blood, is what I mean. You wouldn't understand because someone like you don't have as much problems with someone like me."

"Oh screw you. You know, I thought you were a great friend and I even thought about apologizing to you a few weeks ago but you're starting to give me the idea not too." I said in rage.

"I didn't mean for it to come out like that, I promise you. I wouldn't say something like that to anyone, you know me." He did look sincere about it but the rage kept boiling inside me.

"It just seemed to me like you were telling me to fuck off."

Luke stared at me in disbelief and Michael was staring at us back and forth as we bickered and awkwardly stood there.

"I'm sorry." Luke says.

I rolled my eyes and looked at Michael and said "Come on. Micheal, let's keep going before the sun sets." I didn't look back at Luke but Michael did. We began walking away and Michael spoke up.

"Maybe you were over exaggerating. I couldn't help but feel bad for him."

I didn't respond, only looked ahead of where we were heading. I was a bit guilty for yelling at him like that deep down. He was nothing but nice to me and I've been giving him the opposite recently. Even with that kind of argument, I don't think he'll ever want to be my friend again.

I wish I could've been more understanding but I also wish he could have been understanding too. There actually have been many times in the past when we would be friends but the next year we weren't.

He was my guard, so we avoided conversation with each other a whole year until we made up and when we did make up, we would spend countless hours just talking with each other. He was the only one I would be with everyday. He made me feel safe which is ironic.

At times I do think about him from time to time, I wouldn't lie that. I wish the past didn't have to go by so fast, but it's the present and the future, I hate him and he probably wants nothing to do with me too. It kind of just sucks thinking about it.

Me and Michael have made it to an Inn and decided to stay for at least two days. We took as much euros from home so that we could be able to afford many things but it was a risk we had to take, anyone could come up to us and rob us. Michael and I made sure that doesn't happen.

"You've been deep in thought this whole walk here. You sure you're alright?" Michael asked as he set his backpack on the bed.

"I feel like I've been too harsh on Luke, especially with what he's been going through, not that I can tell you."

Michael sat down at the edge of his bed and nodded. "No, it's okay. You've been overwhelming yourself with a lot so it's only normal to put your rage on other people. Same goes for him. I guess you could say I know what Luke's been through. Calum has been telling me."

"Calum? Why has Luke been telling Calum about something like that? They barley know each other–They just met six months ago!"

How could he be able to trust someone else with that kind of information besides me? He told me I was the only he would be able to trust. I could be overreacting because that's all I've been doing for the past few months but to trust someone in an instant? There's no way. Unless he's been lying to me to make me feel special and that I'm his only friend.

What if Luke and Calum have known each other for more than six months? That could mean he's been lying to me, lying about anything. But Luke doesn't lie, I know that. Yet another part of me was saying he was lying.

"Sometimes it just happens. It's different for other people." He shrugged at the thought of it.

I should stop thinking about it, it'll drive me insane and I'll be a mess of complicated problems.

I lay on my bed, being tired of all the walking and thinking and stared at the wooden ceiling until my eyelids started to drop.

I was having a livid dream. The same livid dream. I don't understand why. Is this some kind of message? A curse? Whatever it is, it's like living the same nightmare over and over except it gets worst. Everything about the dream starts becoming more detailed besides their faces, their still blurred.

Seriously, who are these people?

Why am I dreaming about a murderer?

Who was the victim and why did they get stabbed?

There are so many questions that have filled my head but the dream is fading away as well as my consciousness.

To be continued...

A/N: I've been sick of the same story over and over so I'm making a very tragic story. Has a lot of twists.